I ate something bad
just like everyone does
no doubt it looked tasty
whatever it was
Now its come back to haunt me
it's gripping my innards
it's burning inside me
like hell & its sinners
Gimme that bottle, man,
I've got nothing to lose
I'll chug it right down to the last chalky drop
I've got the Pepto Bismol Pink Blues
There's a fire in my belly
a worm in my brain
the whistle is blown'
I've missed the last train
There's a knock on the door
a call on the phone
but me & the toilet
just want time alone
So gimme that bottle, babe,
I've got nothing to lose
I'll chug it right down to the last chalky drop
I've got the Pepto Bismol Pink Blues
It wouldn't surprise me
to puke my heart in the bowl
I wouldn't regret
even shitting my soul
I just want some relief
from the morsel that felled me
& painted Hieronymous Bosch
on the walls of my belly
So gimme that bottle, man,
I've got nothing to lose
I'll chug it right down to the last chalky drop
I've got the Pepto Bismol Blues
Oh babe, I've got the Pepto Bismol Pink Blues
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